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Jul. 9th, 2009 08:16 pmGuppy opens the door and looks at the stern face on the doorstep.
"Dr Sandhu? I'm Ms Barker, doing a routine follow up from the social services interview you had the other week. I'm here to see your son Alex regarding the head bruising."
Guppy nods and shows her in.
"It's okay, we have nothing to hide and I know you're just doing your job. Alex is a head banger, I collected written evidence from his day care nursery and general practitioner to that effect."
Ms Barker smiles slightly.
"Thank you, it's nice to have a well organised parent for a change."
She sits on the sofa, waiting for Guppy to get Alex out of his cot from upstairs. Guppy brings the baby down and sits next to her, with the baby on his knee. He brushes Alexander's hair up to show her his scalp.
"We've adapted the house, and his nursery have given him a foamy hat for outdoor play. He's not bruised himself since he accidentally knocked himself out, the first time your department came to see him."
Ms Barker nods.
"He's clean, clearly well fed, well clothed, and there are no other signs of injury or distress. Your house is tidy and well adapted. I'm going to take the letters back with me but I see no cause for concern here." She smiles and ruffles Alex's hair. "I'll make sure it's put on his record that he's a head banger so that any future well meaning nurses take it into account. No further follow ups necessary at this point in time, unless we have any future concerns."
Guppy smiles gratefully. He knew they were innocent, and has spent enough time working in Accident and Emergency to know that sometimes staff have to make a quick judgement; if he'd been new and a kid had come in with a head with lots of little bruises on he'd have been concerned too.
He sees the social worker out, pops Alex safely in the play pen, and calls Frogspawn to tell her that they're in the clear. He comes back into the room to find Scampi sitting in Alex's play pen, meowling pathetically as the baby glomps him.
"Agh, couldn't you stay out of trouble for thirty seconds?" he complains at the pair of them, trying to disentangle the cat.
"Dr Sandhu? I'm Ms Barker, doing a routine follow up from the social services interview you had the other week. I'm here to see your son Alex regarding the head bruising."
Guppy nods and shows her in.
"It's okay, we have nothing to hide and I know you're just doing your job. Alex is a head banger, I collected written evidence from his day care nursery and general practitioner to that effect."
Ms Barker smiles slightly.
"Thank you, it's nice to have a well organised parent for a change."
She sits on the sofa, waiting for Guppy to get Alex out of his cot from upstairs. Guppy brings the baby down and sits next to her, with the baby on his knee. He brushes Alexander's hair up to show her his scalp.
"We've adapted the house, and his nursery have given him a foamy hat for outdoor play. He's not bruised himself since he accidentally knocked himself out, the first time your department came to see him."
Ms Barker nods.
"He's clean, clearly well fed, well clothed, and there are no other signs of injury or distress. Your house is tidy and well adapted. I'm going to take the letters back with me but I see no cause for concern here." She smiles and ruffles Alex's hair. "I'll make sure it's put on his record that he's a head banger so that any future well meaning nurses take it into account. No further follow ups necessary at this point in time, unless we have any future concerns."
Guppy smiles gratefully. He knew they were innocent, and has spent enough time working in Accident and Emergency to know that sometimes staff have to make a quick judgement; if he'd been new and a kid had come in with a head with lots of little bruises on he'd have been concerned too.
He sees the social worker out, pops Alex safely in the play pen, and calls Frogspawn to tell her that they're in the clear. He comes back into the room to find Scampi sitting in Alex's play pen, meowling pathetically as the baby glomps him.
"Agh, couldn't you stay out of trouble for thirty seconds?" he complains at the pair of them, trying to disentangle the cat.
